Habits, Andrea, are concrete forms of rhythm, are that portion of rhythm which helps to keep us alive.
... still attached to yourself by the act itself, by the indefinable aura of its proximity ...
His minuscule consciousness would be revealing important facts: that life is a movement upward with a final click, and is also a low ceiling, white and smelling of lavender, enveloping you in the bottom of a warm pit.
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